At cross purposes.
Some slowly spiral downward
While others await resolutely, stoically
Steeling themselves for impact.
Laying on our glider after a short nap on the deck, still trying to shake this mid-summer malady that is currently making my life miserable, I began to notice different patterns and textures all within a ten to fifteen foot radius from where I was so comfortably situated. After awhile I was sufficiently motivated to duck inside to grab my camera to see what I could scrape together from the images all around me.
Sigh. Today’s non-post brought to you courtesy of boredom, lethargy and the summer sickness blues.